The Poems of David Garlick
Old dog, old friend, how many years have gone, since first we cuddled you? Or romped through trees, to roll on grass or chased the children through the snow. But years have fled, leaving you old, with joints that ache and muzzle gray. Yet still you stagger to your feet to welcome those you […]
Let us, in our hearts and minds reach out for the meaning of love. Love, despite the dictionary, is an emotion, a force. Mating may be accomplished without love in fact hate, fear or revenge may be a motive, as in rape. How then, is mating said to be making love? Certainly mating, while […]
He wasn’t a hero but he was a brave man. He wasn’t a great sailor but he loved the sea. He wasn’t always kind but he was always honest. He wasn’t the best businessman but he always told the truth. He wasn’t a rich man but he was generous with […]
Even in the darkness of despair, love waits like a jewel, for that first ray of light or love, to awaken it’s facets in a blaze of glory. David. Garlick, Victoria, Summer 1983